After Becoming the Hero’s Ex-fiancée - Chapter 125

[Chapter 125 Beauty Hall (4)]

“Do you have a scar the size of a grain of rice on the forehead of the painting senior, Daojun?”

“scar?”

Daojun Dou Qing was stunned for a while, and then looked at Zheng Wan with a strange look, “No.”

He said, and asked again:

“Could it be that Xiao Zhenren has something to do with the beauty in this painting?”

People mature.

Zheng Wan only said a word, and he was already keenly aware of the difference: although things were far from what he thought.

“It does look like an old friend of mine.”

Granny Jhin’s anomaly is too obvious.

If Zheng Wan couldn’t guess at this time, she would be too stupid.

There are only two possibilities at the moment. One is that the person in the painting is someone my mother-in-law knows well. The relationship is another matter. Even the person who painted the painting has some entanglements with her, otherwise it would not have been so rude.

The second is that the mother-in-law is the person in the painting.

But as soon as this idea came out, Zheng Wan subconsciously refused.

The beauty in the painting has a temperament like spring water, gentle and amiable.

But my mother-in-law was the cold sharp steel knife that came out of the poor mountains and bad waters. It was both hard and severe, and the difference between the two was too far.

“No? Not at all?!”

Granny Jin laughed suddenly, her voice so rough that her ears were cut off, “Yes, thousands of years have passed, and even the sea has turned into a mulberry field… It’s ridiculous that I have delusions again…”

She almost broke out of laughter.

Zheng Wan sighed secretly in her heart, since she first met in the canyon, she had guessed that Granny Jin had been sad, and at this time, it seemed that she was really sad.

However, she didn’t have the intention to get to the bottom of other people’s wounds.

“Old man?”

Zheng Wan smiled awkwardly:

“I’m sorry, I thought I was wrong.”

Cui Wang glanced at her.

“If it’s a mistake, that’s all.”

Daojun Qingqing waved his hand, and shut his mouth knowingly and knowingly. When he was about to shut up, he emphasized again, “This senior’s forehead really has no scars, it is absolutely true.”

Zheng Wan could feel that Granny Jin exhaled a very long breath in her dantian.

The anger contained sourness, melancholy, and even indignation, making her eyes sore.

“Mother-in-law?”

she asked worriedly.

But Granny Jin sank back into the soul tree again and ignored her.

Only then did Zheng Wan refocus on the beauty picture on the crystal wall.

A beauty is not unusual, but all the beauties recorded in these thousands of years were drawn together and hung on the wall, and the oncoming impact——

Incomparable to almost anything.

This is the power of beauty, so majestic that it makes people wonder again and again and linger.

At this time, Zheng Wan also couldn’t care about the fact that she was more beautiful than the people on the wall, or she was more beautiful. Living.

In a situation where everyone was obsessed, only Cui Wang remained silent.

He stood quietly in the center of the hall, his gorgeous robes waving slightly, and a pair of cold eyes gliding past the smiling beauties as if they were nothing, as if they were insignificant.

There is a saying in the Wuxuan Buddhist sect who pays attention to the twelve precepts and likes pure cultivation. Women are all pink and pink, so they should refuse, stay away, and stay away—

But Zheng Wan clearly felt that Cui Wang was the one who really didn’t care about women.

He doesn’t see them as beasts of the flood, everything is just ordinary, beautiful or ugly, to him they are just a speck of light and dust: there is no need for even a dusting.

At this time, Cui Wang is different from Cui Wang who told her “heartfelt” in the dark alley of Fengwu City, and even Cui Wang who tried to “bribe” her and reconcile with benefits just now.

He is too bland.

It’s so light that it doesn’t look like a living person, but rather like a ruthless god and Buddha of the Nine Heavens.

Maybe Zheng Wan watched for too long, and Cui Wang suddenly looked over.

When his dark eyes touched her, a gleam of light appeared in the empty eyes, and the light quickly lit up his face——

It was like a beauty in an ink painting, suddenly coming to life.

The beauty actually raised the corners of her mouth slightly, but the curvature was always only a little bit. If Zheng Wan hadn’t kept looking at it, she might not have noticed.

Cui Wang, is he happy?

What is there to be happy about?

Zheng Wan quickly retracted her gaze.

Cui Wang was stunned for a moment, and the curvature of the corners of his mouth began to straighten again.

“Ancestor.”

“kindness?”

“She used to say that I look good when I smile.”

“So?” The ancestor understood, “Did you laugh just now?”

Cui Wang didn’t answer, and the ancestors immediately laughed with a “hahaha”:

“Little Sunsun, please smile more clearly next time. Hey, have you seen the one named Shu Jin? Only women like him if you smile like him.”

Shu Jinzheng happily opened his mouth wide, smiling until his teeth were blinded.

Cui Wang: “…”

“Insulting Sven.”

He turned his head coldly.

An hour later, Daojun Qingqing made a statement to drive people out, and everyone reluctantly rushed out of the Luo room. Zheng Wan stood at the end, followed the team out, and was about to step out of the gate. She couldn’t help but glance back.

The beauties on the wall stared straight at her with their black eyes.

Zheng Wan’s arm immediately had a dense layer of pimples.

The pace of stepping out immediately accelerated.

Daojun Qingqing was a little empty, and the heavy door of Luo’s room closed with a squeak.

Walking into the main hall, the other black iron commanders had disappeared, and there was only a chubby short monk standing in the hall. Zheng Wan remembered that he was Bi Luo from Danxinmen.

Bi Luo bowed her hands to them, turned her head and said to Cui Wang:

“Secretary, all the sergeants searched for their own rooms and stopped.”

It is now three quarters of the hour, and it is indeed not early.

Cui Wang said “No”:

“You go too.”

“It’s gone, it’s gone, it’s gone.”

Daojun Dingqing pretended to yawn and walked out lazily. Before leaving, he also asked Cui Wang and Zheng Wan if they wanted to be with him.

“No need.”

“No need.”

The two said in unison, the words fell, looked at each other, and then closed their eyes.

The drowning Taoist laughed and left.

When the host left, Zheng Wan glanced at the room engraved with golden tulips on the door, and pointed:

“I’ll live there.”

Just as he walked to the door, the door of the neighbor on the left was opened. Cui Wang’s gorgeous robe swept over the threshold, and before entering, he nodded reservedly at her: “See you tomorrow.”

The words fell, and the man had disappeared at the door.

And the right neighbor Shu Jin waved to her:

“Beauty, see you soon.”

Zheng Wan smiled:

“See you.”

He pushed open the door.

The room inherits the consistent style of the Hall of Beauty, with a white jade couch, a book and a dressing table, the entire wall is paved with white walls, engraved with the same golden pattern as the door, and four moonstones inlaid in the corners. .

“It seems that this indulgent Taoist is very rich.”

“What do you think?” Granny Jhin was haunted, “Don’t look at that man’s skin is young and handsome, but his bone age is 7,800 years old. After so many years, he naturally has some net worth.”

Zheng Wan was surprised:

“The cultivator’s lifespan is capped at 8,000…”

“It’s too soon.”

Zheng Wan didn’t read much, she still knew a little bit about the etiquette of being a guest.

Cross-legged on the couch, since breaking through the realm of knowledge, she hasn’t looked at it carefully, her soul sank, and the ice-blue beads of the two small fish in Dantian floated quietly, “This is the Dao Bead. ?”

“Yes.”

Granny Jin’s voice was hoarse, “Daozhu and Dao seed are compatible, your Daozhu… It’s strange, I have never seen my mother-in-law.”

“But the color is pure and pure, and the bead shape is smooth and round, which is the upper class.”

Zheng Wan still knows these common senses. For example, the purity of the Daozhu represents the persistence and understanding of the Dao, and transparency is the best; the shape of the Daozhu represents the potential of the individual.

Therefore, those dao beads whose color is turbid and dull and uneven, will stop at the realm of knowledge for life. The middle grade is better, but it can’t go too far.

Only the top grades are able to go to no phase and still empty, if the ancestral tomb emits blue smoke, it is not impossible to ascend, but the probability is small in the end.

As for the legendary fairy-

That pearl is pure and clear like colored glass, and Zheng Wan has never heard of anyone having it.

“Cui Wang is an Immortal Daozhu?”

she asked curiously.

“How does this old woman know? If there is a day when the two of you have a relationship, if he wants to let you enter the sea of souls, you can see for yourself.”

God mate?

She and Cui Wang?

impossible.

Zheng Wan didn’t even think about it, no, God made friends, even few Taoist companions can do it, which is equivalent to leaving their own imprints in each other’s soul consciousness.

“sleepy……”

Grandma Jin yawned, “Mother-in-law, I’m sleeping, you play by yourself, it’s strange that this soul tree stays drowsy after a long time.”

Zheng Wan couldn’t cultivate.

The second half of the “Moxu Jing” has not yet been released. She is now cultivating, and she can only practice the cultivation method of Yuchengjing. induction–

About to the east.

It is said that every time the Great Sun Immortal Sect appears, it is also in the east.

“Moxu Jing” can’t be practiced, so she can only practice the magic trick. Zheng Wan called out Feng Long and re-rehearsed Feng Long with the power of knowing the micro realm, so she led the moon to cultivate the magic trick.

——

midnight.

Cui Wang suddenly opened his eyes, and someone had appeared next door.

A night light is like a bean, illuminating the whole room in a charming and blurred way.

Zheng Wan lay down on the long white jade couch in casual clothes. She curled up and lay on her side, not even covering a thin quilt, and fell asleep like that.

Cui Wang walked to the couch, only to realize that she was not sleeping very well, her brows were furrowed, her small mouth was open, her pale jade-like face was flushed red, and her forehead was densely covered in sweat, layer after layer.

It seemed like he was in a nightmare.

Cui Wang remembered the sudden heart palpitations just now, and he didn’t know what exactly this person encountered in the dream, which made him feel unbearable.

He stretched out his right hand and wiped the sweat for her with his cuff. This action did not wake her up. Cui Wang was about to withdraw his hand, but Zheng Wan grabbed him and put him in his arms, rubbing it like a cat.

Cui Wang: “…”

Looking down, Zheng Wan still closed her eyes, not awake, but her frowning brows were obviously loosened.

“Zheng Wan?”

He called in a low voice, wanting to pull out his hand, but she hugged him tighter instead.

“Don’t move.”

Zheng Wan said vaguely.

She slept soundly with his arms in her arms, and Cui Wang bent over like this, not daring to move at all.

The back of his hand still had an amazingly soft touch, like a cluster of sparks that fell on him, causing a layer of fire.

The collar of the clothes, which had been messed up due to the sleeping position, was loosened, revealing a light green pocket that was as white as snow.

Beauty is on the side, lively and fragrant.

This is a temptation that no man can resist.

Cui Wang closed his eyes, but Zheng Wan curled up on his side, the warm temperature approached, and the back of his palm fell into the warm fragrance of nephrite—

He turned his head in embarrassment, and the tip of his ear and cheeks showing black hair were as red as if they were on fire.

Zheng Wan opened her eyes in a daze: “Cui Wang?”

She murmured vaguely, and when she saw him, she showed a sweet smile, rubbed her cheek on his arm, drooped her eyelids, and fell asleep again.

Mindfulness is useless.

Cui Wang thought about it randomly, but the corner of his mouth quietly raised.

Zheng Wan slept very deeply in the middle of the night. When she woke up, her arms were sore and numb, like a golden brick that she had held all night. Yuan Li Yunxing for a week, only to relieve the soreness and numbness.

Just after I pushed the door and went out, I saw a black iron commander patted on Cui Wang’s door in a panic:

“Secretary, the big thing is bad, Bi Luo is dead!”

……blue sky?

That chubby little monk yesterday?

“Dead?” Cui Wang pushed open the door and came out. He changed into a purple robe today, and he was unparalleled in extravagance. “Lead the way.”

Zheng Wan hurriedly followed.

As soon as he entered the door, he saw Bi Luo lying on the couch in his own room, with a smile on his face when he died, no signs of fighting, no wounds on his body, and he died silently.

Doors and windows are locked from the inside.

Everything looks the same.

There is no trace of injury in the soul consciousness, but it is like dying in a dream.

Cui Wang asked people to put the body away. The cultivator had long been pessimistic about life and death. He said:

“My top priority is to find a breakthrough point as soon as possible and spread the news.”

“We will be divided into four teams according to the north, south, east and west to go out to explore. Every time we go to a place, we need to make a record. You don’t need to worry about walking and walking; if you fly up, you have to be careful.”

Among the black clerks, the chief secretary is equivalent to the left minister in the mortal world, so he naturally listens to it.

Cui Wang handed everyone a piece of jade, and ordered that if he encountered a danger that he couldn’t handle and crushed the jade, he would arrive immediately, and the soldiers went out.

I got nothing that day, and when I came back to report, the four teams all encountered the same trouble——

Moving forward, the fog reached a point where it was about to become real, and there were so many scorpions that they had to retreat.

Everyone rests in the room.

Zheng Wan had a nightmare again. She fled in embarrassment among the evil spirits, and was about to be swallowed up, but in the air, a gleaming Dinghai Divine Needle fell.

So the evil spirits retreated, Haiyan River was clear, and she slept well again.

The next day I was woken up by a knock on the door.

Zheng Wan subconsciously raised a heart, but when she heard a “squeak”, the person who reported the letter said:

“Zhi Li, the true monarch is dead!”

Work hard? !

Zheng Wan got out of bed and hurriedly opened the door. She still remembered that this person went to the front hall last night and chatted with Senior Brother Fei Zong who was tied to the corridor for a while, saying that he must find out the harm for him. His treacherous thing died in just one night?

She did not have a bad impression of Lili. This man also gave her one of his Qiuye foxes to play with yesterday. The little fox had smooth snow-white fur, big wet eyes, and was very smart and cute.

When Cui Wang saw her coming, he didn’t say anything, just a few people walked away.

When they arrived at the door of Lili, almost all of the black iron sergeants had arrived. Even Shu Jin knew to keep his mouth shut. Daojun Qingqing leaned lazily on the pillar, and raised his hand when he saw them coming:

“Beauty!”

Behind him, the door was closed, the atmosphere was solemn, and no one spoke for a while.

Cui Wang flicked his sleeves and opened the door.

Zheng Wan looked in, and at a glance, she saw the forceful primordial beasts, big and small, seven or eight. They were lying on the ground, and the Qiuye fox, who had just brushed her hair and fed the fruit yesterday, was also lying quietly. He closed his eyes like black gems.

A corpse in one place.

True Monarch Li Li lay in the middle of the corpse like this, with his hands folded and placed flat on his abdomen, the curvature of the corner of his mouth cracked was exactly the same as that of Bi Luo.

He was smiling at them.

“vomit–”

Qianshuang couldn’t help but vomited while leaning on the wall next to her.

This scene is too weird. The monks have seen all kinds of death methods, but none of them are comparable to now.

Zheng Wan looked at that smiling face, only to feel the coldness rising from the soles of her feet, and her goosebumps a little bit.

One died yesterday.

Another one died today.

Tomorrow’s death… who should it be?

“This, this place is horrible, I want to go back, I want to go back.”

Qianshuang leaned against the wall, her face turned pale, she could see that she was frightened, her eyes wandered around, but she didn’t dare to look at the ground. When she caught sight of Cui Wang, who had always been silent, it was as if she had caught a life-saving straw. , rushed over.

“Daojun, at night, at night, you let me sleep with you, okay? You don’t need a bed, just stay on the ground, don’t sleep, just stand or sit.”

Cui Wang raised his eyebrows and looked at Zheng Wan, her face was also terrifyingly pale, but her shoulders were still straight, and her raised neck was arrogant and beautiful like a crane.

She was also afraid, but she was reluctant to speak to him again.

However, Cui Wang hoped that she would rush towards him like a lively deer like before, cheerfully and with a righteous attitude, and said to him:

“Cui Wang, this place is terrible, you must protect me!”

At this moment, Cui Wang finally understood what he had lost.

“No.” His voice was hoarse. “Everyone will stay in the hall tonight, and no one is allowed to enter the room.”